Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

Although it is the first time for Linglong to open a special show, after all, he has experienced in small theaters for so many years, and the three-stage cross talk can be said with ease.

Especially the second cross talk "Heart Tired" was a mainstream cross talk. When the two of them were wearing suits and walked onto the stage, the audience was instantly ebullient.

Wang Jiulong's slender body is wrapped in a well-tailored black suit, his chin is lifted slightly when he walks, and under the high and straight bridge of his nose is a slightly full lip, pink, like the color of begonia petals.

It was the first time that they stood on stage in suits and talked about cross talk, and both of them smiled cautiously when they came out.

After watching the opening of their first cross talk and the fans giving gifts, Ling Pan took out a very small mirror from his bag, stood up suddenly, and ran out of the auditorium.

It was a very ordinary mirror.

Ding Chun stared blankly at Ling Pan who ran to the edge of the stage. She pushed through the crowd and stretched her hand in front of him.

Wang Jiulong, who was bowing his head to receive the gift, looked at the small mirror that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and paused for a moment with the hand that received the gift.

Slowly raised his head, and met the eyes of the person holding the mirror.

It was still those clear eyes, looking at him, blinking and blinking.

Putting the mirror into his hand, Ling Pan turned and returned to the auditorium.

Ding Chun glanced at her and asked, "What did you give him?"

"Mirror."

Ding Chun laughed out loud, "You really have nothing to give away?"

Ling Pan didn't speak, but quietly looked at the people on the stage.

Wang Jiulong's hand holding the small mirror trembled slightly. He helped the staff put away the presents and sort out their emotions. He retreated to the microphone and put the mirror in his trouser pocket.

Zhang Jiuling had already stood still, and joked with a smile: "It's the first time I've seen someone who received more gifts than teasers."

"You are welcome." Wang Jiulong said lightly.

"Thank you all for supporting us."

"Thank you."

Wang Jiulong was still holding it steadily, and if he lowered his hand to touch his trouser pocket, he would always make a fist unconsciously.

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After the cross talk, it's time for the actors to return.

The two of them had already changed into black coats.

Because the day before the special event was Zhang Jiuling's birthday, fans in the audience gave him a birthday cake.

Zhang Jiuling stood on the stage and said: "Thank you for the cake, yesterday was my humble one, 44 years old..."

"Hey?" Wang Jiulong stopped him with a smile.

Zhang Jiuling nodded: "Yes, yesterday was my 24th birthday. In fact, our two brothers have really come to the present step by step this year. It is not easy. We have worked together for five years. The first The special event means a lot to us.”

"Yes." Wang Jiulong lowered his head and echoed softly.

Zhang Jiuling pointed to Wang Jiulong next to him and said: "Actually, this special show is really important to Da Nan, because he is from Tianjin, and he really likes cross talk more than any of us. That strength is really admirable.”

Wang Jiulong chuckled, "Hi, I just like it."

Ling Pan looked at the man with downcast eyes on the stage, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Yeah, he really likes it, since he was a kid.

Zhang Jiuling joked: "Can we not jump out word by word? My mouth is dry from talking, you know?"

Wang Jiulong raised his head, glanced at the incandescent light above his head, looked at the auditorium, and said, "Actually, I am a person who is not very good at talking, and I don't like to show my emotions. Extroverted feeling. On my birthday, I said that as a Tianjin native, I can hold a special show in Tianjin to accommodate so many people..."

He paused, and the audience immediately said, "Don't cry!"

Wang Jiulong shook his head quickly: "No, no, no, none of us are the kind who love to cry."

He went on to say: "When I lived in Tianjin, I said that I must go to talk about cross talk. Now I have realized this wish, but..."

Ling Pan stared blankly at Wang Jiulong who lowered his head, put his hands on his knees and clenched into fists.

"It doesn't matter, I'm already very content. I'm already very satisfied to be able to stand on this stage and talk about cross talk. I can't do without everyone's support. We are all friends from the audience, and we can only have what we are today."

The two people on the stage took a step back and bowed solemnly to the audience.

"Come on, Wang Jiulong!!" Zhang Jiuling raised his voice, "Give one to everyone!"

Wang Jiulong changed into a relaxed tone again: "Where did you all come to see us?"

There was a burst of joy in the audience, and the audience and fans shouted loudly where they came to watch the special performance.

He pointed at them and said, "From Beijing? From Hebei? From the South? From the North? From abroad?"

He glanced down, was facing a certain direction, picked up the microphone, and Wang Jiulong said lightly: "Then thank you for coming across the ocean to see me."

Ling Pan's body trembled, and his heart tightened inexplicably.

"I spent half a year of savings for you

Across the ocean to see you

for this meeting

I even practiced my breathing when we met

words can never

Express my affection to one tenth of a millionth

for this regret

I thought about it at night and refused to sleep

memory it always accumulates slowly

I can't erase it from my heart

for your promise

I can't help but cry when I'm most desperate

strange city

in a familiar corner

also comforted each other

also hugged and sighed

No matter what the ending will be..."

The spotlight shone on him, and the shadow cast by the broken hair made the tenderness between his brows faintly visible.Wearing a jet-black gown and singing pop songs, the charm of such contrast is fatal.

A "sea of ​​stars" flickered off the stage, and the man on stage sang this song softly with his eyes closed.

She raised her head and looked at the man.She is like an inconspicuous little star in this "sea of ​​stars".At this time, what she was looking up at was the brightest, shining star.

"In the wind and sand

watching you go away

I'm so sad that I can't help myself

How much I look forward to sending you thousands of miles until the end of the mountain

I will depend on you all my life..."

She suddenly felt the back of her hand get hot, and when she lowered her eyes, tears dripped down her hand like a broken thread.

Wang Jiulong gave this song to the audience, and Wang Haonan gave this song to her...